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Barf-a-roo

Ada is our little throw-up girl. Every once in a while she just throws up for no good reason. She has no other symptoms and it doesn’t usually happen more than once. It’s just her thing. She’s always been no-nonsense, and this is evident when she gets sick. She can now make it successfully to the toilet. Occasionally she’ll say in an offhand kind of way, “I think I might throw up.” Before you realize she left, she’s back without mentioning it. There are no histrionics like with some of the other children (“Moooom! I just THREW UP! What’s happening? Do I have the flu? Should I go to the doctor? Do I need some medicine?”)

Saturday night she threw up. She didn’t mention it until later the next morning when she informed us she needed her sheets changed. Mister–gigantic sucker for little girls that he is–said, “Oh, Ada, why didn’t you come wake us up? That’s what you’re supposed to do when that happens in the middle of the night!”

By “come wake us up”, Mister actually means “come wake Mom up.” Since the way it works in our house is I gets to do all the crappy night-time stuff. The reason being, theoretically, that I fall back asleep easier. Sometimes that’s true, but lately I’ve been staying awake stressing about all the things India is NOT learning through homeschooling.

You know how horrible everything seems in the middle of the night.

I made sure Ada understood that it’s great that she doesn’t bother me while I’m sleeping. I am so over kids throwing up in the middle of the night. Hate it. Nothing like having a child wake you up in the middle of the night by standing next to your bed moaning, “I don’t feel well. My tummy hurts.” And before you have a chance to figure out if this is actually happening or is just a bad dream, he throws up right next to your bed. Or on your bed, if you’re extra lucky.

Yes, the barf will still be there in the morning. So thank you Ada for letting me clean it up the next day. And thanks for giving me a reason to skip church too!

both my kids were sick last week. it’s the worst! however, having a sick kid is so much easier than a sick husband. but, i will say, i would rather my kids throw up in their beds or my beds than on the carpeted floor! at least the sheets can be washed. hope ada is starting to feel better!

While I’m reading this, 2 of my kids are barely pulling out of “barf” mode — but they’ve had a stomach bug today…poor things.

About regular barfing kids: One of my friend’s daughters got the barfs a lot. I think going somewhere in the car triggered it (motion sickness maybe?)…still not sure. she’s 8 now and still has the barfs on a somewhat regular basis. I guess it’s still one of life’s unsolved mysteries…